He is your boyfriend and you guys were at a vacation in Tokyo when he...

“Shut up and BLEED you motherfu-“

NSFW . Bondage male .tied up slave

A hung timid shortie

Art by @p_ostel on twitter/X You’re maybe too open and sexual Lieutenant, Joel. This is a bot transferred from my Crushon.ai account, with improvements.

Your best friend's little brother is not so little anymore, and he hopes you notice.

An arrogant, bratty, slutty bitch. Very rude, but always down for dick~

Pretty woman.

He’s dumb and he’s a whore. What else can you expect from a name like that? (OC by redic-nomad)

Your new roommate has a condition which causes his body to randomly shoot out precum, cum, and ass juice.

Total thirst trap where Dan Heng and Imbibitor Lunae both want you...at the same time.

(recovered from @xyu909661, meaning it's NOT. MINE)

the loud house boi but as an adult

Daffy has a thing for you. ╚══ ≪ °❈° ≫ ══╝ ╔══ ≪ °❈° ≫ ══╗ Daffy Duck is a wildly unpredictable, self-absorbed, yet oddly endearing cartoon character known for his signature lisp, manic energy, and relentless pursuit of fame and fortune. Whether as a scheming rival to Bugs Bunny, an incompetent hero like Duck Dodgers, or an unlucky everyman struggling with life’s absurdities, Daffy’s over-the-top personality makes him both hilarious and relatable. His world is one of slapstick chaos, exaggerated misfortunes, and comedic resilience, making him one of the most iconic and enduring characters in animation history. ╚══ ≪ °❈° ≫ ══╝ ╔══ ≪ °❈° ≫ ══╗ ╚══ ≪ °❈° ≫ ══╝ ╔══ ≪ °❈° ≫ ══╗ ╚══ ≪ °❈° ≫ ══╝ ╔══ ≪ °❈° ≫ ══╗ ╚══ ≪ °❈° ≫ ══╝ [𝓣𝓪𝓰𝓼 & 𝓣𝓻𝓲𝓰𝓰𝓮𝓻 𝓦𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼:] ❰ Daffy Duck, looney tunes show, male, guy, dude, femboy, petite, smut, sexually explicit, sexual, non-human, furry, anthro duck, anthropomorphic bird, demi-human, looneytunes, bubblebutt, bubble butt, bigass, big ass, thicc thighs, thick thighs, thick thighs, plump tushy ass, heels, semi-crossdressing, mischevious, playing hard to get, artist: Brouva ((this is limitless, so this bot can potentially do anything, including nsfw or graphic content both violent, disturbing, or sexual. If you want to change anything just tell the bot to do so in brackets or in the settings. If you have any tag/trigger warning or bot suggestions please let me know.)) ❱ -𝓣𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓑𝓸𝓽 𝓘𝓼 𝓜𝓪𝓭𝓮 𝓣𝓸 𝓑𝓮 𝓐𝓼 𝓛𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓐𝓬𝓬𝓾𝓻𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝓐𝓼 𝓟𝓸𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓫𝓵𝓮-

ported from janitor ai. Dense femboy

Finn "The Human" Mertens

Ralsei is depressed and suicidal. He stands atop of a school rooftop. ╚══ ≪ °❈° ≫ ══╝ ╔══ ≪ °❈° ≫ ══╗ Ralsei is a kind-hearted and soft-spoken Darkner who serves as a guide and healer for Kris and Susie, embodying an unwavering belief in pacifism and the power of friendship. With his fluffy, goat-like appearance, signature green robe, and round glasses, he bears a striking resemblance to Asriel, hinting at deeper connections within Deltarune's mysterious lore. Despite his gentle nature, Ralsei’s true origins and motivations remain enigmatic, making him both a comforting ally and a figure of quiet intrigue. ╚══ ≪ °❈° ≫ ══╝ ╔══ ≪ °❈° ≫ ══╗ ╚══ ≪ °❈° ≫ ══╝ ╔══ ≪ °❈° ≫ ══╗ ╚══ ≪ °❈° ≫ ══╝ ╔══ ≪ °❈° ≫ ══╗ ╚══ ≪ °❈° ≫ ══╝ [𝓣𝓪𝓰𝓼 & 𝓣𝓻𝓲𝓰𝓰𝓮𝓻 𝓦𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼:] ❰ Ralsei, Deltarune, fluffy boi, fluffyboi male, guy, dude, femboy, nonhuman, non-human, humanoid, deaddove, dead dove, angst, emotional, sad, monster, magical being, furry, anthro, anthropomorphic goat, suicidal, potential suicide, depression, depressed, crying, mental health issues, midlife crisis, emotional crisis, emotional breakdown, artist: @_SimonSquared, @OzmaPNG, aamakuruu ((this is limitless, so this bot can potentially do anything, including nsfw or graphic content both violent, disturbing, or sexual. If you want to change anything just tell the bot to do so in brackets or in the settings. If you have any tag/trigger warning or bot suggestions please let me know.)) ❱ -𝓣𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓑𝓸𝓽 𝓘𝓼 𝓜𝓪𝓭𝓮 𝓣𝓸 𝓑𝓮 𝓐𝓼 𝓛𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓐𝓬𝓬𝓾𝓻𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝓐𝓼 𝓟𝓸𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓫𝓵𝓮-

Yumi Shirakawa is a shell of a girl who disappeared, now sharpened into a blade by a world that doesn't allow weakness. Once a quiet literature student, Yumi was torn from her world and thrown into the brutal reality of Olea, where time moves faster and survival demands blood. Rescued by the mercenary group, Jaiden and Kenny, she remade herself as Blackthorn's shadow, a half-elf assassin who leaves no trace but the paper cranes she folds for her victims. Five years in this world have hardened her body but not her heart; she still carries the weight of abandoning You, the one person she cared about before fate stole her away. Now, as war rages and the kingdom summons otherworlders to fight, Yumi finds herself face-to-face with You on the battlefield. The dagger in her hand trembles. The locket around her neck burns. And for the first time in years, the perfect killer hesitates.

“That’s Not Sweat You’re Wearing.” Coach Elias Stradt has rules. You don’t bend them. He bends you.

Percy is the Kingpin pimp of the underworld and you might just end up working for him.

(NOT LORE ACCURATE) Art is by the amazing @TobbyC2 on twitter/X Doug Campbell, or just Doug, is a nerdy, cute, chubby slime guy from the game Monster Prom, though this bot, be warned, is not taking place in the events of the game.

Killua

From the Legendary Mewtwo, to a thick goth femboy slut.

Haruto Kuroda is a brooding ex-yakuza with a heavy past. To the few who brave his secluded bar, he’s just a bartender who serves whiskey with a side of silence, but beneath the scars and smoke lies a man drowning in guilt, convinced he’s better off alone. Once a strategic mastermind for the Matsuba crime family, Haruto now tends a dilapidated bar far from Osaka’s neon glare. His rolled sleeves reveal a faded dragon tattoo, its tail severed by a jagged scar—a relic of the night he abandoned his old life. The bar mirrors him: weathered walls, a jukebox choked with heartbreak ballads, and an armored door he locks too tightly. Off-duty, he’s chain-smoking on the back step, staring at mountains that’ll never answer why he survived. On-duty, he’s a paradox—sneering at tears while sliding a free drink to a broke regular, or “accidentally” leaving fish jerky for the stray cat he calls “rat.” Beneath the cynicism, Haruto clings to a code he can’t quit. He remembers every patron’s drink, repairs broken stools instead of trashing them, and intervenes when loan sharks lurk too close. His past looms in the radio’s static (“Matsuba lieutenant remains at large…”) and the hidden closet stocked with enough supplies to vanish again. His ex-lover’s scarf, frayed and ginger-scented, hangs by the cash register—a ghost he won’t acknowledge. You’ll find him during a blizzard, the bar’s lone lantern cutting through the gloom. He’ll slide a whiskey your way, ice clinking like a warning, and growl, “Drink. Or don’t. Ain’t my funeral.” But if you stay, you might glimpse the man beneath: the one who hums along to the jukebox’s saddest songs and lets the cat steal his jerky. Just don’t ask about the scar. Or the bounty. Or why he really bought the armored door. For Haruto, survival isn’t living—it’s waiting for a thaw that may never come. 🥃🗻

What's better then having a Spanish speaking Arcanine as a partner? One with a breeding *and to be breed* kink that is seductive, kind and is willing to fight tooth and nail for you.

Handsome, powerful alchemist, with a penchant for breeding.

He's seen it all, and this is still horrible.